Rambling Through Central Park

On September 7, 2015 By dancingpalmtreesIn Uncategorized

Inspired by the book, Wanderlust : A History of Walking by Rebecca Solnit I decided to become a New York City Rambling Rosie and explore Central Park.

Roaming Urban Gypsy

Inspired by the book, Wanderlust : A History of Walking by Rebecca Solnit I decided to explore some of Central Parks nature trails known as the Ramble. Today I was only able to cover a few sites but when I go on vacation next week there will be more trails to discover! I saw some of Shakespeare’s Garden, the Swedish Cottage Marionette Theatre (no performances), Belvedere Castle (My Favorite!!), you can climb up the stairs inside for some spectacular views, Turtle Pond, (No I did not see Turtle the first! [They must be hiding], a statue dedicated to the King of Poland, the famous Obelisk aka Cleopatra’s Needle, a statue of Hamilton, & Mr. Bubble Guy! All in all a fantastic day for Rambling!

The New York Historical Society was closed for the Labor Day Holiday however I have vacation coming up next week so I hope to return for a…

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Kewpie Doll — Adult Poem

On September 6, 2015 By dancingpalmtreesIn Gustave Courbet, Kewpie Dolls, Realsim, Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm, Talky Tina, The Platters - The Great Pretender - HD (1955), Troll dolls4 Comments

Realism is more than just an art genre from Gustave Courbet……for the Great Pretender has left the scene of the crime.

The Platters – The Great Pretender – HD (1955)

https://youtu.be/FyM8NVl4yBY

You don’t know me unless you’ve lived inside my mind and have descended the canyons of my cerebral cortex. Or been electrified by my snappy neurons. Or LSD Tripped onto the dark spaces of my imaginations……

You want an ever smiling Kewpie Doll from the carnival fair. A Stepford friend who is on stage and performing all the time.

Fuck your Chirpy sing song alongs……..Mitch is dead and the champagne bubbles are just wet splotches on a slippery floor.

For the nightmare is all I can see as I slit your throat while you feed me sugary fake happiness and false laughter.

Wind-up up baby doll toy. “My name is Talking Tina and I Hate you.” What are you gonna do with this new reality. You know the one with the sunny skies where Old Sol has burned through the ozone layer peeling your skin like an onion. Exposing your deadliest secrets. What? It’s not all fun and games? Coulda fooled me. Guess I’m the project that couldn’t be fixed, reigned in or repaired. Sad commentary on your skills or mine?

Talky Tina — Living Doll — Two Minute Twilight Zone Project — Season 5, Episode 6

https://youtu.be/hSy8Ko1vSKQ

The cot pulled away from it’s winding sheets slowly undulating wrapping itself around Barbie’s effervescent grin.

I’m smiling now aren’t you happy? As the blood spurts forth like a fountain from severed arteries. I’m smiling now and we are all happy. Say Hello Greetings to Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm. Let me drop a trail of sugarplums to the Old Crone’s cottage where we will go inside and have the ancient hag for dinner. Whilst mortar and pestle grind decayed flesh.

Wounded in the House of Fallen Angels.